Chapter Thirteen

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| Jason |

As I sped down the road, not giving a fuck about red lights, pedestrians or any other fucker that tried to get in my way, I rang Ryan.

"Where are you?" I asked, not giving him a chance to speak.

"Heading to the warehouse now... why?" He responded, in the back I could hear Kyle and Za's voice which meant they were with him. "Good. Hurry up." With that, I hung up the phone, throwing it to the passenger seat as I turned in to the parking spot in front of my warehouse.

My anger was at an all time high right now. Adrenalin pumped through my body as I saw nothing but red. Cole was lucky that I hadn't yet found him and blown his brains out, I wanted to feel his pain under my hands and I wanted to hear him beg for his life. The second I saw that he was looking at Savanna, I should of ended it then and there. I didn't fuck with people who even looked at her for longer than two seconds because the men that I surrounded myself with were fucking sick. They all wanted pussy and money and with the desire for both , they gave no fucks about who the girl was and what she may want herself. Although, the people who were in my gang knew very well not to even look at Savanna or breathe too close to her anytime they were around her or in her presence but that didn't stop other men from doing so. She was a prize in their eyes, they all wanted her. Which is why I wasn't fond of bringing her to places of my work, the house was an exception as she lived there and nothing could stop her from innocently sitting on a seat in the kitchen, little did she know that thirsty ass men would have taken her no problem if it wasn't for me. But Cole, he was a whole nother' breed of fucked up. He played me, he knew what he was doing and he knew that I'd get pissed when he brought her in to this. He was a kid that clearly needed to be taught a lesson and I didn't give a fuck about Damien and his bitch ass anymore because Savanna was his fucking sister, he should be the one fucking Cole up but he is too dumb to see that. I wasn't even pissed about the glass that he decided to shatter as it just showed how weak he was but when it came to Savanna, no one fucked with her.

I walked in to the warehouse, the all too familiar smell of drugs filling up my senses as I walked through the dimly lit hall. I got to the main room, seeing a couple of people from my gang, either training, or smoking.

I looked to my right to see Denzel who was messing around with some of the men, whilst punching the punching bag. I approached him making him turn and look at me.

"What's up boss? Wasn't expecting you to be here" he spoke up.

"Well clearly you didn't do your fucking job, because I found out that it was Cole fucking Harrison who broke the door to my office" I told him, it was his job to figure that shit out as I had spoken to him in the morning and he told me he'd figure that out.

"Well shit then... that motherfucker really getting brave" He chuckled as he wiped the sweat from his forehead using the towel.

"I have a feeling he ain't doing this alone. I want you to get Jefferson and tell him his vacation needs to be cut short. I need him here to run a full background check on Cole. No man does this kinda shit alone, especially to me"

"But, why don't I just go over and shake him up a little, he's a fucking pussy, he'll talk once I fuck him a little" He answered back, laughing.

"I wanna deal with this one myself"

With that, I left him. Once the boys arrived, I told them the address and they figured out we were going to Coles house. "Come on bro, you know Damien will have a pussy attack if you touch his bestie" Brandon spoke as we got to our cars.

"I don't give a fuck about Damien right now... I wanna see that bitch suffer" With that, we got in to our own cars and drove to the address. The boys knew what was going on, I had told them every detail necessary and once we arrived at the house, I couldn't help but laugh at the fucking place. It was a minority compared to mine. And he had the nerve to walk around breaking my shit?

"Who be paying his bills?" Za commented making me laugh as we walked up to the place. Whilst Khalil and Kyle stood by the entrance, to keep watch, the rest walked in with me. I could hear laughter coming from the living room, mostly guys but there were definitely a couple of girls. As we walked in, everyone looked at us.

Cole was sat between two girls, around him were 5 guys and 2 other girls who were latched to their arms or sat on their laps. They had bottles of alcohol on the table whilst they played cards. Fucking pussies.

"You look surprised to see me Cole?" I spoke up as he stood up, along with the rest of his boys.

In the back, I could hear one of the girls whisper to another "isn't that Jason McCann?" Making me chuckle.

"Even your girls are surprised, but in a good way I assume" I said making the boys laugh behind me. "What do you want McCann?" He asked frowning.

I raised my eyebrows, looking at him with amusement as i chuckled, "Oh! He can speak!" I exclaimed turning back to the boys who burst out in to laughter with me. "You think you can do the shit you do without getting caught huh? What happened to that hand?" I asked, referring to his right hand which had a bandage covering it like the pussy he was.

"Aye man, we're not looking for any trouble... is that cool?" One of the boys spoke up, making me look at him. "I don't remember asking you to open your fucking mouth" I told him, instantly making him shut up.

I turned to look at Cole, who was evidently scared but did a shitty job at hiding it. "Why are your boys talking for you? I asked you a fucking question" I raised my voice, anger running through me, allowing me to go on.

"That ain't none of your business man... now leave, nobody wants your gay ass around here" I could tell he was acting a little too brave just because his boys were with him and a couple of girls who obviously had been paid to be here.

"What the fuck did you just say?" I asked, anger raising in my voice as I took a couple of steps closer to him.

"I come to find out that it was you who broke in to my office... and then, I find out you been trying to fuck with my girl, or should I say, you been trying to FUCK my girl... and now you getting loud?"

"Who told you I was trying to fuck Savanna? She ain't shit" i grabbed him by his throat, slamming him against the stone fireplace behind him, causing him to wince in pain.

"Say her name one more time and I'll fucking end your worthless life" I spat, holding him with force as he struggled to get free. Behind me, I could hear that the boys were holding back his friends who were clearly trying to get me to get off of him but this bitch deserved this and of course, my boys were handling it.

"She- she w- she wants me. She may not tell you bu-but I know it. Yo-you better be careful with how you let that body walk around" He chuckled under my grip. My eyes darkened and as I felt myself swing at his face, I heard his jaw lock and crack to the side as blood gushed from his mouth.

"What are you gonna do Cole? Huh? Do you like fucking girls when they're struggling to get free?" I knew what to say just to get to him. He was insecure as fuck and I knew decreasing his confidence would hurt him most of all. I punched him again, but this time, he stumbled back and fell on to the ground making me crouch down in front of him.

"If I ever, and I mean this... if I ever catch you even glancing in her direction, or catch you with her name in your mouth, I swear to you, you will be begging for your fucking life when I catch you in your most vulnerable state. As much as you may want the chance to have her under you, you gotta remember that she is mine. Do you understand?" As I watched him try and stop the blood dripping from his mouth, he struggled to stay sat up.

"I said do you understand?!" I raised my voice, standing up and kicking his side as hard as possible. I wanted to hear him scream in pain and once he did, I chuckled as he nodded his head, whimpering.

I turned around, motioning for the guys to stop fighting the bitch ass boys and follow me. That bitch ass wasn't about to bother us again, and as for Savanna, I was going to make sure no sick fuck tried to mess with what's mine.

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